That's a whole lotta belts! -finished-

Name: Kevak Dituri
Age: 23 human years, 14 Bordokian years.
Race: Northern Bordok Beastman.
Sex: Male
Alignment: Neutral good.
Profession: Former mercenary trainee, Elven Watchdog, now Continent Adventurer.

By the Gods, you really want to know the whole story? Sorry, but I'm too tired right now. I'll tell you this, though; I was damn lucky as a pup. Well....that depends if you count as lucky having your father disappearing one day, and having to bust your ass to help your poor mother for years. So I decided to join the Borkdok Force, it was an easy way of earning gold back then....but the plan backfired on me.

I met this little girl, Rhea; well, more like she tackled me, come to think of it. Yes, she was an elven folk, and yes, I didn't know she was the youngest daughter of Sir Leathoran. Point is, that as soon as she said "this is the one.", I was bought. Yup, you heard well, bought. Sir Leathoran bought my services from the Bordok Force, just like that. Why? Because Miss Rhea saw something in me. No, I'm no special hero, none of that bullcrap. Her father had been looking for months for a worthy, personal guard for her daughter, one she got to choose. Why me? Because she saw I had honest, naïve intentions. I'm not lying! Those elven magic things and customs, I still don't get them!

So I was her Watchdog for nine years and believe it or not, it was the best time of my life. They treated me good, better than I expected...but it all had to end eventually. I was her shadow, her confident....and her friend, right until she was chosen as part of the New Council. She didn't need me anymore apparently....but gave me my freedom and a recommendation letter. I decided to form part of the Exploring Unit, working for the Six Thrones. It isn't easy, though. It's tough having to explore the forests and disarm the old traps....but what I hate the most are the things that attack us; I fucking hate them. I'm not even sure what they are, nor I care. Every single time we stumble upon a different monster, and it's worse....but as they say...no pain, no glory, right?

Hmn? Am I leaving too many holes in the story? Well, my friend....I can't tell you all the details. They are personal, private little bits of my life...besides, quit your nogging and pass me a mug, I'm thirsty. Maybe some other time I'll tell you more.

Maybe.

Phew! That was a little bit of backstory, ain't it? Well, this is mainly the past of Kevak in the story I'm working on with Vivvums and Zkyre, but it really has a bunch of holes in it....you know, to keep the misterious misteriousness. Also....no, I didn't forget the tail, he got it cut off when he entered the Bordok Force. He's got a short, dobbie-like stubble tail >.>

Anyhow, enjoy the finished version of Warrior Kev!